Luyện nghe bài hát SW4

Nah, we the same, hmm
You got that ho on retainer, I don't do no
I'll never be famous, I go with my banger
You'll everything to a stranger, let me guess, you a gangster
I ain't scared of you motherfuckers, I'm afraid of my

If she love me like she say she love me we be alright
I call and check up on her just to see if she alright
home, I'm living wrong, I know I need to treat her right
She just picked me up from a flight, I take back off, I tonight

I'm fast, two twenty-five on the dash
I'm really getting to a bag, niggas livin' in the past
Let's talk facts, I'm the one with racks
I'm the one that'll pull up on you all by with that MAC
I'm the one pull up on and I tell 'em pull around the back
it out the back, pop it out the vac sack
Know I'm gon' tax
If you I got it on me, showing out for the police, I think you a rat
took a loss, I think about eighty racks
All I can think 'bout is it back
If plug just keep it coming, fuck it we gon' be alright
I done ran a check up on 'em but I still will on sight
Whippin' on me when I'm wrong but yeah they still gon' read my

I'm the one with the thirty rounds on the gauge
Chopper singing, let it
I got but a hand grenade
I was really gon' blow, I was like fourteen makin' pipe
Now I got a little more but I'll still shoot like a Nikon
place at the wrong time, but you niggas fuckin' with the right one
They call Craig notorious, but where I'm from he's an icon
Being ain't never no fun
Back when ain't have a GoFundMe
I was moteling with a bunny
Paying all our bills my dope money
Truth is, I broke before, broke and poor, I ain't even gon' front
I brought steak for dinner but all my daughter want is cinnamon crunch
I keep the rifle like I go hunt, I stack the paper a whole bunch
I say life is sorta like a toilet seat, you come pulling shit, I'm gon'
you got life insurance, big time
Poppin' shit the brick guy
'til they pop your ass and your mama can't to bury you without a fish fry
No rest, I can never loosen up, something like a
Got in that thirty round, I'll hop out on you and spit fire

That's overkill, I'm in like it's overtime, I don't get tired
You a ho for real, and a pussy, that's why you always be dick
We might've out but I never switched sides
And I never let shit
Fuck your baby mama the kid nap
Doin' out the bitch ride
Selling mid out a rental from
They ain't have bigger than a midsize
That's the difference between and sendouts
Don't tell me lil nigga, I about it
Seventy-five drum with me now
Ten pounds in the
I just one and the shit loud
I just sold three for like ten
Me and bro break these other six down
we gon' be alright
I need a light, step brothers for life

If she love me like she say she love me we be alright
I still call and up on her just to see if she alright
Never home, I'm living wrong, I know I need to her right
She just picked me up a flight, I take back off, I leave tonight